The Season of Giving

The boys really embraced the true meaning of Christmas this year.  On Christmas Eve, they had a blast gathering presents and "wrapping" them in plastic bags.  At first they were using my gallon Ziploc bags, but I redirected them to the plethora of plastic bags we have. I think this all started when I was in the hospital.  Aunt Tiffaney was watching them for us and took them shopping at the dollar store.  She let them buy gifts for us.  I got a pedicure set.  Trevor got a flashlight and a shamee for washing the car.  They got Adam a book.  It was really cute to see how excited they were to find presents to give everyone!  Trevor and I finally had to put a stop to their gift giving because it was getting out of control and I was not looking forward to putting all that stuff back where it came from!

Most of the gifts were for Adam.  Hunter found things he didn't want anymore and decided to pass them along to his younger brother.  Trevor and I got lots of pictures and drawings.

After the boys cleaned up all the "presents" I let them open their Christmas Eve presents.  While growing up, we used to open a present on Christmas Eve.  We had a gift exchange where we picked names and were able to buy something for that person.  Actually my mom bought us something to give them, but it was still a fun tradition growing up.  I loved picking the name out of a bowl and couldn't wait to see who I got!

This year, I gave them each some pajamas to wear on Christmas Eve.  Hunter wasn't too excited about his Spiderman PJ's because they looked too big.  I tried to get them washed and dried before bedtime, but it just didn't happen, so our Christmas Eve Jammie's had to wait until another night!  Next year I'll try and be more organized!  Not having a newborn next year will probably help a bit!

Jacob is pretty easy to please.  He enjoyed his Star Wars PJ's.

The kids were so excited for Santa to come that night.  It was a little hard for them to settle down and go to bed.  Especially after I made them hurry and clean up the basement.  I told them that if Santa saw all those toys all over the floor, he wouldn't want to leave any more because it looked like they had too much.  I kept telling them to hurry before Santa passed over our house.  It took a while, but the basement was clean for Christmas.  It was a nice gift.  Unfortunately, it didn't last very long!